Once upon a time, I was a 13-year-old horror buff and classically trained violinist who began to explore the realm of electronic music. At that time, it was a new and sparsely populated realm, inhabited primarily by German entities such as Kraftwerk and Tangerine Dream, and the inimitable Walter/Wendy Carlos (from the time I was 5, the soundtrack to A CLOCKWORK ORANGE was one of my favorite things in my parents’ record collection).